He missed quite a bit - too much - of that boy's life and childhood. He's thirteen now, wherever he is - and that thought gives Doc pause. It's strange, almost an adult...when all he can see is a tiny black haired boy.
"It was hot as blazes in the city, the day he was born. I don't know if I've ever been so nervous, sittin' out in the livin' room of her parents' apartment and waitin', not gettin' no word 'cept for bein' able to hear her cryin' 'cause it hurt so much. I was scared t'death the whole time I was waitin' for him to be born and I was scared t'death the moment they told me that he had been, and that he was alright.
"He was small...I remember how red he was...not much hair, 'cept for a real fine layer all over the top of his head...dark as night. His eyes were real dark, too."
Doc shifts one arm, moving his right elbow slightly with a nod.
"He's got a tiny little birthmark on the outside of his arm. It looked strange on his pale skin, once he wasn't so red no more. No other marks on his body."
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He missed quite a bit - too much - of that boy's life and childhood. He's thirteen now, wherever he is - and that thought gives Doc pause. It's strange, almost an adult...when all he can see is a tiny black haired boy.
"It was hot as blazes in the city, the day he was born. I don't know if I've ever been so nervous, sittin' out in the livin' room of her parents' apartment and waitin', not gettin' no word 'cept for bein' able to hear her cryin' 'cause it hurt so much. I was scared t'death the whole time I was waitin' for him to be born and I was scared t'death the moment they told me that he had been, and that he was alright.
"He was small...I remember how red he was...not much hair, 'cept for a real fine layer all over the top of his head...dark as night. His eyes were real dark, too."
Doc shifts one arm, moving his right elbow slightly with a nod.
"He's got a tiny little birthmark on the outside of his arm. It looked strange on his pale skin, once he wasn't so red no more. No other marks on his body."